Cosmos is a type of game,
In which, peasant use to decide their aim,
Sometimes we feel that, to survive in this vast place is too dengerous, but
Somewhere in heart feels I am curious.
To find love in this wreck world, takes tooooo time,
That's why people used to take a iconic wine,
Never lose your hope,
Just take a breath and glide down on the evolution of life's slope.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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